Yes, we've had it all today, rain, snow, hail, wind and even some warm sun. We cruised our way up to the winding hole just after Bridge 74 on the North Oxford Canal, did the obligatory 180 and ambled back to just North of Bridge 79 when there was the most spectacular flash of lightning (sorry, I wasn't quick enough with my camera) and the heavens opened. I was desparately hoping to find a nice stretch of pilings to moor against before the storm came but the wind kept me away from them and then there appeared to be some sheltered water next to a hawthorn hedge. So in with the bow and then the stern, hey-up where's the bow going now? I grabbed the Luby line (that's the centre rope) jumped off the boat and heaved as hard as I could and eventually TQ came into the pilings. By now the rain/ice (rice) was hammering down and I was struggling to get piling hooks temporarily installed. I got TQ sorted and went inside for shelter and discovered I was covered in ice fragments. This is where we'll stay for the night, and as I'm writing this it's calm outside and is rather a nice evening.
|In our lunch time spot, then it rained.|
|The contraversial Barby Marina|
|Entrance to Barby Marina|
|It's ricing down|